Rainbow sat to the right of Quill while Applejack sat to Quill’s right; all three giggled and talked amongst themselves about who was doing better. As it was, Davenport and Muddy were locked in a deep, but calm repetative kiss while Pinkie was trying to lick Fluttershy’s muzzle in a playful fashion.

“...gotta admit, Pinkie’s really taken to the role of pet play,” Quill said to Applejack.

“If Ah could see into their night, just once, Ah know Rainbow’d never ferget what Ah’d make her do.”

Rainbow’s mouth hung agape as she looked to Applejack before she closed her mouth and rolled her eyes. “And what about Scoots? We’re just gonna start sending her out when we make love?”

“Make love? When’d you get all soft, Rainbow?”

“She’s always been a softie. Ya just gotta know her, like when she talks in her sleep; cutest thing ever.”

“Yeah, and when you dream about bucking trees and almost get me? Ah had to start wearing enchanted nightgowns to bed, Quill. Clothes ta bed! It was so weird,” Rainbow stuck her tongue out at Applejack.

Quill shuttered. “Keep it in your mouth; you know how I feel about you, Rainbow.”

Rainbow was going to retort but a loud whine gathered her attention. “Y-yes, Mistress,” Pinkie said softly as Fluttershy stood over her with a frown.

“Now, kiss me like a good pony, or I’ll have to spray you again. Understand?”

“Yes, Mistress,” Pinkie grinned from her spot, lying on the floor with her belly up. The room was silent as they watched Pinkie bounce to her hooves and lean in to kiss Fluttershy in a more appropriate manner. With soft humming the two began to kiss passionately.

Applejack looked to Rainbow and mouthed the word ‘spray’. Rainbow opened her mouth and pointed to the back of her mouth, where her preen gland was. Applejack nodded and swallowed hard. The thought of making oil in her mouth for her mane wasn’t comfortable; how pegasi did it was beyond her.

Davenport and Muddy took that as their cue to kiss in the same manner; with tongues dancing the dance of war; fighting for victory in each other’s mouths. With a light shove, Muddy was on top and took a powerful lean into the kissing.

“Oh! We have a winning team! Muddy and Davenport have taken the title with Muddy’s display of triumph over the mares,” Quill shouted as all eyes fell to Muddy… and his dangling member. With an instinctual thrust, he pressed his hard cock against Davenport’s belly and stepped back.

“Ha,” Muddy nickered, “it’s about time. I was tired of losing to Rainbow and AJ.”

“Yeah, yeah,” Rainbow waved him off, “that’s the closest you’ll be getting to me with that thing out there.”

With a devious grin, Muddy galloped and jumped at Rainbow Dash, pinning her to the floor, on her back, as Quill and Applejack hopped to the side with a giggle. “Well, it’s close right now,” he said with a cheeky grin.

“And it’ll be gone in three seconds. Don’t mess with a mare in HEAT!”

Rainbow bucked her rear legs, just missing his flopping dick and striking his belly. With a loud fart, Muddy fell to the side; grunting, and off of Rainbow.

“Rainbow, I don’t think he knew-”

“Muddy!? Oh, baby, sweetie, she didn’t hurt Floppy, did she? Or you,” Davenport added as he rushed over.

The mares snickered at Muddy. “Mister Floppy, eh? Ah’m thinkin’ it’s a nice name.”

“Yeah, for a worm,” Quill muttered. “Why not Throbber?”

“Well,” Davenport said as he cradled Muddy’s head in his forelimbs, “Salty Peter wasn’t his favorite choice.”

The room broke into laughter as Muddy blushed and rolled away and to his hooves, his penis sheathed again. “Well, pardon me for having pride in my stallionhood. Mares just aren’t as sensitive as it seems,” he humphed.

“Oh, c’mon ponies, let’s just move on to the next game… Wasn’t it that we each have to tell a secret? Pinkie, you lost with Fluttershy, so you’re up next.”

Pinkie’s smile fell and she sighed as she mane drooped and her body sagged. “I, guess I should. A game’s a game, and you can’t cheat during one,” Pinkie paused to look around the room, stopping on Fluttershy. The shy mare nodded to the usually excitable mare next to her in approval.

“...Now, don’t get upset when I say this, but… I killed a pony.”

Silence befell the room to such an extent that their ears began to ring from silence, then Rainbow snickered and laughed loudly, hovering and pointing at Pinkie. “Oh, yeah, right! Did you bake her into cupcakes and feed her to us, too? Pinkie,” Rainbow rolled onto her back, while midair and hovered, “that was the worst prank ever. What’s your real secret?”

Pinkie’s hair fell limp and her color greyed. A soft hoof touched her forehoof and a silent whisper from Fluttershy made Pinkie’s ears twitch.

“His name was Robin’s Will. I, was a filly still; throwing parties around the land and when I did his, he had a heart attack when I used a confetti bomb to surprise him,” she sniffled and looked to Fluttershy who had a slight quirk to her eyebrow, “and no, I didn’t cook him into cupcakes.

“I love all my friends too much to do that, Rainbow Dash, especially you and my Shybie. It’s just, no pony knows when they’ll go, or how. So, I throw parties to make sure they all know to enjoy the time they have. It’s more for them, than for me, I guess I’m saying… But, that’s my secret. Now you know, and please, don’t hate me and stop being my friends because of it,” she sniffled and lay on her belly, covering her muzzle with her fetlocks, “please.”

“Oh, c’mere ya big baby!”

Applejack scooped Pinkie into a deep hug, squeezing the pink mare until her eyes began to widen.

“Hey, I wanna hug her too,” Muddy whined as he got up and pranced over; hugging Pinkie from the side. Soon everypony was embracing Pinkie, and each other. Except for Quill and Rainbow Dash.

Quill sat back and looked at Rainbow Dash, who looked back at her. Rainbow landed and, with a sigh, stomped her hoof on the floor several times. She turned to face the huddled group. “Okay, ponies. We know she’s totally awesome and I’m super sorry for being all ‘cupcake killer’ at her. Now, can we get on to the next game? I’m ready for a game of… what’s the next game?” Rainbow asked openly.

“Please say pin the tail on the pony. Please say pin the tail on the pony. Please say pin the tail on the pony.”

“Well, Pinkie wants pin the tail on the pony, after that she deserves it,” Rainbow said with a forced smile, “I just don’t think we-”

With a whoosh, Pinkie ran past her and, puffy mane, bright fur, and beaming smile; had a poster on the far wall. Blindfold and pinned tail in hoof. “I’m first!”

The room was awash in whispers before Quill said the obvious.

“Screw me with a tornado, girl! Why didn’t you tell us how you do THAT?!”

“Oh, it’s easy and I’ll tell you that,” Pinkie said pronking over and leaning forward. The group gathered behind Quill and listened intently. “You put on the blindfold and take the pin, then try to…”

The group exhaled as one in defeat.

The world wasn’t meant to know this day.

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